User blog comment:Llamao/ The Revolts of the Dreaded Lands/@comment-3124101-20110524215838/@comment-3124101-20110524235611

''She pushes the plunger from her syringe, but unlike all the other time, she does it slow like. Instead of a needle whizzing out of it, a needle came out of the whole and stayed put and stiff. The plunger also stiffened, like it was the sword of a handle. she wielded in one paw as if it where a rapier, and grinned at Judas''